"Sleep now, Honey," Claire said, leaning forward to kiss him on the lips, and squeeze his cock in her pussy; "I'll let you go soon, and you'll have no... more busty girls from the future to pester you."Tired as he was, hearing Claire's heels clicking across the floor as she left and closed the door behind her, Dan couldn't even think about sleeping. He had no idea what was true--Carmen's story, or Claire's, or both, or neither--but he knew he had to get out of this place and fast.So Dan slid out. Finally there is the taboo nature of it all. A sweet southern belle like her isn't supposed to strip and allow a black man to completely fill her white pussy with a large black cock. White women don’t submit themselves to black men for sex and allow the black man to ejaculate into them. But since first experiencing the sexual ecstasy of sex with a large cocked black man she can't help herself. This black man is so much more masculine than her husband and a female cannot help but respond to such. He was just my teacher. Furthermore I couldn’t allow myself to become what my friends were. I didn’t need anyone else, a boy or a man. This strangeness feeling of being watched was distracting me more than I thought. Was it time to kerb my liberty?Running home I double bolted the front door, checked the machine for the usual messages from Dad, read the message attached to the still warm cookies from the cleaner who came in during the day, ignoring their lure, and ran straight for my bedroom,. .." She took off her robe and dropped it on the floor. She was wearing a peach colour satin teddy with lace trim. It caressed her body perfectly, her nipples were so hard. She was wearing peach colour stay-up stockings ...... she looked like a model! " Well, what do you think?" I could barely talk. " I can't believe how beautiful you look!" I tried to stand up, not realizing how hard I was. And just before I went to sit down to hide it...." I guess the outfit worked hey brother? You are as.